Goat in an argan tree


During my first year of teaching English in the provincial capital of Taza, I met my husband at the marche in Fez.  He was working for a French oil company and during my second year of service, he was transferred to the region of Essaouira. We conducted a long-distance romance which included visits back and forth.  When I visited him in the south, I saw goats like this one climbing in the argan trees to eat the nutty, olive-size fruit.  



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